Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

"Something big happened, Brother Mo! Someone came to our factory to cause trouble, saying that Brother Jin's design was copied from theirs! Now they're asking us for an explanation!"

Xu Xiaoliu's voice was very urgent, and the background sound was also very noisy. It sounded like a quarrel.

"what?"

Mo Zhinan was surprised and said, "Don't start the conflict for now. It might be a misunderstanding. Wait for me to come over."

After he hung up the phone, he looked at the time. It was still long before Jinchen finished talking about cooperation, so there was nothing wrong with waiting.

Thinking quickly about the solution, he found all the manuscripts in the study and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the dates marked on them. Fortunately, both he and Jinchen had the habit of leaving dates after they finished drawing.

After tidying up a little, I quickly went out and drove to the garment factory.

To be honest, he was very panicked now, but thinking about Jin Chen gave him enough confidence.

There was chaos in the garment factory at the moment.

The security guard was guarding the door to prevent the gang from rushing in. All the senior officials stood outside and tried to communicate with the other party, but the other party insisted on plagiarism and had no choice but to talk about him when it came to presenting evidence.

After a few rounds, they finally understood that they were deliberately looking for trouble.

"Boss Mo!"

"Brother Mo!"

Seeing Mo Zhinan coming from the car, they all breathed a sigh of relief, but for a second they began to worry again.

Boss Mo has always been shy and elegant, can he deal with these unreasonable gangsters?

Seeing that Jinchen was not there, the three younger brothers quickly gathered around Mo Zhinan, fearing that the other party would say he was impatient and started to take action.

"Hello, I am Mo Zhinan, the owner of Yongaizhi Garment Factory."

Mo Zhinan first glanced at the number of people coming from the other side. There were only four people, but they all looked fierce. If it weren't for the more fierce security guards, they might have already gone in and started smashing the equipment.

He followed Jin Chen's example, cold-faced but politely trying to negotiate with the other party.

"You are the boss of this garment factory!"

When the bald leader of the other party heard this, he became more excited and rushed over a few steps to show Mo Zhinan what he was holding.

It's their new fashion piece for this season.

Mo Zhinan breathed a sigh of relief. The drawings he brought happened to contain this dress.

"Look, your new clothes are just copied from ours!" Baldhead was very angry.

"Sir, although this is our new model for this season, the design was already a few months ago."

Mo Zhi'an endured the slight discomfort in his heart, tried his best to stay calm, took the drawings out of the bag and showed them to the other party.

"This drawing was designed three months ago. I just felt that the season was wrong and I couldn't recommend the main model, so I moved it back." He made his words simple and easy to understand.

"So if it is said to be plagiarism, can you please come up with a design that is older than the one on this picture?"

He originally thought that the bald man would show him the evidence next, but to his surprise, he tore up the drawing and even stepped on it a few times.

"I don't care, we already have this design at home, we've had it for a long time! You just copied it from me!"

The bald head's unreasonable look made Mo Zhinan lose his patience, and his tone began to turn cold, "Sir, if you think that tearing up the design drawings will destroy the evidence, just tear them up. We still have many similar design drawings here. "

"Who the hell do you think you are! How dare you talk to me like that!" The bald man slapped his chest hard, "Isn't that the evidence? I have it! I'm afraid you don't dare to go see it with me!

He pointed to the car he drove over, "If you want to see the evidence, I will take you to see it!"

The trio of younger brothers felt that something was not right. How could they say that others had plagiarized but didn't come with evidence, and instead asked them to come and see it!

"Brother Mo, you can't go. Let's wait until Brother Jin comes back." Xu Xiaoliu was a little worried and quickly persuaded Mo Zhinan.

"Yes, Brother Mo, who knows what kind of monsters they are, it will be bad if something happens to them."

Liu Dazhuang also advised him.

"Hmph! You just have a guilty conscience! You just don't dare!"

Baldhead was still trying to anger Mo Zhinan.

"I've heard about you, and I also know about your father. It's not surprising that a son in prison can do such a thing."

As soon as he said these words, Mo Zhinan's expression changed instantly, and his aura became sharp.

"Are you from the Zhang family?"

"It's a joke. I don't like the Zhang family. I just want to investigate because you are addicted to plagiarism."

The bald man raised his chin high, "Just tell me, do you dare to go over with me to look at the evidence! Otherwise, I will..."

"Then go to the police."

Mo Zhinan was unmoved at all, "I don't care, those who are clean will be clean themselves."

He made a sign of favor.

"You! You don't know what's good or bad!"

The bald man was a little anxious. Several people gathered around him, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

"You just feel guilty! You're afraid that I can produce evidence!"

"I won't refute it. Either you present evidence here or go to the police station."

Mo Zhinan would not choose to go with them just because he was angry. If something happened, he would not be able to escape even with his body, let alone find out who sent these people.

After all, the emotional impact is still there. On the surface, Mo Zhi'an looks calm and calm, but in fact, there is a thin layer of sweat on the back of his shirt, and his fingertips are tightly pinched in the palm of his hand, but his momentum has not diminished at all.

The bald man suddenly became anxious and wanted to take Mo Zhinan away on the spot, but was stopped by the security team. It seemed that a fight would start in the next second.

"As expected, he is the son of a murderer! Your father killed someone and went to jail. Do you also want to be in jail for plagiarizing designs? And the fabric of your clothes is also poisonous!"

Liu Dazhuang couldn't help it anymore. He roared angrily, "Fuck your dad! Your dad is the murderer!"

He immediately rushed over and punched the bald head, triggering the fight, and the scene instantly became a mess.

The three younger brothers were each angrier than the other. Now in their hearts, Mo Zhinan was on equal footing with Jinchen. They were both the benefactors who led them to live a good life. How could they tolerate others spreading rumors and causing trouble.

The word "murderer" really touched Mo Zhinan's heart.

His fingertips were almost pinching into the flesh, and the pain could actually awaken his senses at this moment.

Ever since he got together with Jinchen, he had almost forgotten the days when he was ridiculed by others. Now that he was suddenly insulted again, he still couldn't face the word directly.

My father is not a murderer, but a hero who avenges my mother.

He was shouting a rebuttal in his heart, but his expression was already unable to speak a word, and the symptoms of his illness became more and more obvious.

"Are you OK?"

Huang Yun had no way to participate in their fight, so he handed him a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, "We all know he is talking nonsense, don't take it to heart."

As soon as she approached, Mo Zhinan subconsciously took two steps back, lowered his eyes and shook his head, barely squeezing out a few words.

"fine……"